The Real Mother Goose Part 13

DREAMS

Friday night's dream, on Sat.u.r.day told, Is sure to come true, be it never so old.

A c.o.c.k AND BULL STORY

The c.o.c.k's on the housetop blowing his horn; The bull's in the barn a-thres.h.i.+ng of corn; The maids in the meadows are making of hay; The ducks in the river are swimming away.

FOR BABY

You shall have an apple, YOU shall have a plum, You shall have a rattle, When papa comes home.

MYSELF

As I walked by myself, And talked to myself, Myself said unto me: "Look to thyself, Take care of thyself, For n.o.body cares for thee."

I answered myself, And said to myself In the selfsame repartee: "Look to thyself, Or not look to thyself, The selfsame thing will be."

OVER THE WATER

Over the water, and over the sea, And over the water to Charley, I'll have none of your nasty beef, Nor I'll have none of your barley; But I'll have some of your very best flour To make a white cake for my Charley.

CANDLE-SAVING

To make your candles last for aye, You wives and maids give ear-O!

To put them out's the only way, Says honest John Boldero.

FEARS AND TEARS

Tommy's tears and Mary's fears Will make them old before their years.

THE KILKENNY CATS

There were once two cats of Kilkenny.

Each thought there was one cat too many; So they fought and they fit, And they scratched and they bit, Till, excepting their nails, And the tips of their tails, Instead of two cats, there weren't any.

OLD GRIMES

Old Grimes is dead, that good old man, We ne'er shall see him more; He used to wear a long brown coat All b.u.t.toned down before.

A WEEK OF BIRTHDAYS

Monday's child is fair of face, Tuesday's child is full of grace, Wednesday's child is full of woe, Thursday's child has far to go, Friday's child is loving and giving, Sat.u.r.day's child works hard for its living, But the child that's born on the Sabbath day Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

A CHIMNEY

Black within and red without; Four corners round about.

LADYBIRD

Ladybird, ladybird, fly away home!

Your house is on fire, your children all gone, All but one, and her name is Ann, And she crept under the pudding pan.

THE MAN WHO HAD NAUGHT

There was a man and he had naught, And robbers came to rob him; He crept up to the chimney pot, And then they thought they had him.

But he got down on t'other side, And then they could not find him; He ran fourteen miles in fifteen days, And never looked behind him.

THE TAILORS AND THE SNAIL

Four and Twenty tailors Went to kill a snail; The best man among them Durst not touch her tail; She put out her horns Like a little Kyloe cow.

Run, tailors, run, or She'll kill you all e'en now.

AROUND THE GREEN GRAVEL

Around the green gravel the gra.s.s grows green, And all the pretty maids are plain to be seen; Wash them with milk, and clothe them with silk, And write their names with a pen and ink.

INTERY, MINTERY

Intery, mintery, cutery corn, Apple seed and apple thorn; Wire, brier, limber-lock, Five geese in a flock, Sit and sing by a spring, O-u-t, and in again.

CAESAR'S SONG

Bow-wow-wow!

Whose dog art thou?

Little Tom Tinker's dog, Bow-wow-wow!

AS I WAS GOING ALONG

As I was going along, along, A-singing a comical song, song, song, The lane that I went was so long, long, long, And the song that I sang was so long, long, long, And so I went singing along.